Rohan has gone on his way.
I confess it freely, I am relieved. Pamela, too, though she will not admit it to herself, feels lighter. Though he has not reached out to her since they met at the café, she was still aware that he was in the proximity. Having him gone is a load off her heart.
My work with her, however, is not done. The strength I gave to her through anger will not last forever. She loves Rohan, but more importantly she depends on him; he is her one support and her truest friend, the first person she turns to when she needs help. Now, without him, her network of support is sadly lacking, and confidence and self-respect will be cold comfort on a lonely night.
She made me think of Freya. Is this a trouble that Freya has—that so many of her relationships are structured on the fact that others come to her for help, and so she feels unable to turn to them in need?
If so, I pity her. I pity them both. A relationship should be beneficial to both sides, and no human—indeed, no angel either—should be expected to be strong all of the time.